Mixed Feelings

Sometimes I have jealous twitch for people with relationships (I hate to admit it but it’s true!). Most of the time I’m very happy being with myself and not having to answer to nobody but myself. However, lately I’ve been thinking about how nice it would be to have someone to come home to. Maybe, someone to share my shit with or tell them about my shitty days or my none frequent happy days. I use to be in a relationship about a year or so ago. It was with a much younger guy, who at the end, ended up being too much of needy puppy. I don’t know about you, but I need a man to take care of me, instead of me taking care of said person. I’ve been taking care of my family most of my life, I think it’s time I had my turn. Nevertheless, these days it’s hard to come by a good man, who understands all your corks, weirdness and bad habits (I have a ton!). Without getting that, “What the fuck is wrong with you”? look, which I get so often from my friends. Until I find this match of mine, I’ll just keep to myself.

65 thoughts on “Mixed Feelings

  1. Today, I went to the beach front with my children. I found a sea
    shell and gave it to my 4 year old daughter and said “You can hear the ocean if you put this to your ear.”
    She put the shell to her ear and screamed. There was a hermit
    crab inside and it pinched her ear. She never wants to go
    back! LoL I know this is entirely off topic but I had to tell someone!


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